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Jan 2015
Ev-ry day
never give up
not in hail, or shine, or rain.

I'm chasing.
But after what?
I'm always checking in vain

and it's late.
Its getting cold.
Im starting to grow weary.

Elusive?
Non-existent?
I fear I'm chasing fairies.
Toni
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Toni  New Zealand
(New Zealand)   
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